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"I know you hate people being close to you......" Xi Yao tried to explain, but Fan Chen ignored it and didn't say cold words to drive her away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If you hate me for being close to you, please don't refuse me for the time being, at least let me help you stitch up the wound on your back, okay?" Xi Yao found a reason for herself, she couldn't let Fan Chen die until Yayanyan returned.

Seeing that Fan Chen was silent, Xi Yao crossed her heart and acquiesced to him without authorization.

Xi Yao fetched a basin of water, knelt on the edge of the couch, and cleaned his wounds.

The water was changed one pot after another, dyed red again and again.

Xi Yao took a needle and thread again, learning the previous movements of Fan Chen, but he couldn't learn his composure, Xi Yao's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and every stitch pierced seemed to be pierced on Xi Yao himself, even if he was not Fan Chen, Xi Yao also felt pain, it was not clothes and fabrics, but human flesh and skin. She pulled the needle and thread, but she didn't dare to look directly, and the thread twitching slightly from her fingertips pulled the blood through the flesh and skin, and also pulled the string in someone's heart.

Xi Yao stitched the last stitch and cut the cotton thread that was stained red and wet with blood, but the dust still didn't move, and Xi Yao began to panic.

Xi Yao thought uneasily, he couldn't be dead, right? No wonder he didn't refuse to get close to him, even if he threaded a needle and thread on him, he was indifferent.

Xi Yao held her breath, her index finger was close, her snort was weak, but it was still there, but she was sweating like rain.

Xi Yao took a deep breath and reached out to touch Fan Chen's forehead, like the first melting snow water.

"It's so cold, why do you sweat so much?" Xi Yao put the back of his hand in front of his forehead, feeling the temperature difference between them, only to know that he was having a low-grade fever, no wonder he didn't drive her away, he was already unconscious.

Xi Yao came over again and again, hugged four or five quilts, and covered the dust layer by layer, but he did not warm up at all.

Xi Yao piled up the ancient and modern pavilions with candlesticks, on the table, on the chairs, on the bookshelves, on the ground, one by one, the candles emitted a warm light, even if they looked at it, they felt warm, but there were too many points, and Xi Yao felt hot.

"Do you feel better?" asked Xi Yao in a soft voice, Fan Chen didn't answer, but the cold body stubbornly chilled.

Xi Yao looked at Fan Chen's side face, and stood hesitantly on the edge of the couch, making a fierce struggle. Then she gritted her teeth, climbed onto the couch, and got into the bed, she hugged him as if she were holding a rock lying in the ice and snow, without a trace of the warmth of a living person.

The five quilts weighed Xi Yao out of breath, and Fan Chen, his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Don't die, please don't die, you haven't told me who you are, you haven't told me a lot of things, don't die, please don't die......" Xi Yao pleaded in her heart, these words, she still couldn't open her mouth. She bit her lip, unbuttoned her clothes, and hugged him tightly, the last bit of warmth she had, the last bit of heat she could give.

Xi Yao was startled, and clearly felt that her two hands hugged her tightly, leaving no gap.

It was Xi Yao who climbed into bed by herself, and she volunteered to convey warmth to him, but when Fan Chen hugged her tightly, the feeling was instantly different.

Xi Yao tried to get out, but she couldn't pull out at all.

Xi Yao raised his eyes and saw that Fan Chen's eyes were still closed, he seemed to be unconscious, and the uneasiness and sadness between his eyebrows were like a sycamore in late autumn, brushing the bleak night rain. At this moment, he is no longer the person who rejects people thousands of miles away, just a lonely teenager who feels uneasy because he is lost.

It turned out that he was having nightmares again, and melancholy and sorrow eroded his indifference, and he was like two people in peace. This is the second time Xi Yao has met such a dust, what kind of person is he?

There was a "squeak" and the door opened.

Xi Yao's heart pounded when she heard the voice, who could it be who came in? Yayanyan or Yachi?

If Fan Chen wakes up in time, not only will he not help Xi Yao speak, but he will make matters worse and coldly drop a sentence, who wants you to care.

"Don't, don't come here......" Xi Yao prayed in her heart, buried her head in the quilt, and saw people without a face.

"Young Master of the dignified Minde Mansion, what are you doing?

Xi Yao's eyes widened when he heard the voice, it was Ya Chi's voice! Not long ago, he asked himself to marry him, there was no choice, whether he agreed or not, he did not fight for her wishes, but directly informed her about his decision.

Ya Chi came to the Ancient and Modern Pavilion, if it was usual, even if he passed by here, he would never take half a step, and at this moment, the strong smell of blood, no pure-blooded vampire would not be attracted, of course, except for the sweet-toothed and not grown up.

"What should I do? How could it be Yachi? He must have misunderstood, he must have killed me...... What should I do? What should I do......" Xi Yao pricked up her ears and listened to Ya Chi walking towards the couch step by step, Xi Yao's heart was about to jump out.

Ya Chi said that if there was nothing, it was all a careless temptation, what he cared about was not whether the Ancient and Modern Pavilion would be burned, what he cared about was the blood, and whether the blood came from the dust.

Xi Yao was so nervous that she trembled, the more she calmed herself, the less calm she became, and even broke out in a cold sweat, as long as Ya Chi took two steps closer, as long as he took another look, he would find something strange, come to catch a turtle in an urn!

Xi Yao didn't think too much, she didn't think about the consequences before she climbed into bed, she just didn't want Fan Chen to die, she didn't want anything to happen to Fan Chen, she could swear, she really didn't think about it that much.

"Bang ......" One by one, the candlesticks were knocked down by Ya Chi's feet, and the candle oil spilled on the floor, and soon formed into pieces of red solid, and the wick gradually extinguished because it could not be stained with candle oil.

"Don't come again!Don't come again!" Xi Yao shouted in her heart.

"People say that the twenty-first queen of Abner married Young Master Fan of Minde Mansion, how do I think that Young Master Fan married Yayan? ”

Xi Yao felt that Ya Chi was on the edge of the couch, she bit her lip nervously, and shouted in her heart: You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me......

Ya Chi stopped, just poked his head out, only to hear a "coax".

"Damn!" Ablaze glanced at the blue flames that suddenly burst out in a depressed manner, hesitated for a moment, and finally left in anger.

Xi Yao was relieved when she heard the footsteps of Ya Chi going away, she almost had a big incident, and she couldn't explain it reasonably.

"Next time, don't just climb into someone else's bed. Fan Chen let go of Xi Yao, uncovered the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the side, scooped up a clean garment, and put it on casually. It was the maidservant's clean clothes that she would put aside every day according to Ayanyan's instructions.

"Huh?" Xi Yao's face turned red all at once, he was better, regained consciousness, and became indifferent again, but she was not good.

This is like Xi Yao upside down, how awkward it sounds, although it is indeed Xi Yao who climbed into bed by herself, but it is not the same concept.

Xi Yao hurriedly buttoned up her clothes, climbed out of bed, and explained, "No! I didn't mean that! You were injured and had a low-grade fever, I thought you were ......."

"Thought I was going to die?" Fan Chen turned around, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said disapprehantly, "Hehe, that doesn't need you." ”

"I ......" Xi Yao couldn't argue, blaming herself for doing things.

"This is the last time, don't try to get close to me again. Fan Chen said coldly.

Xi Yao watched Fan Chen step out of the door very unnaturally, his emaciated back, obviously not recovering, but he was in a hurry to leave, was it because of his own recklessness or did he really hate others getting close to him?

Fan Chen's actions seem to tell Xi Yao, if you like here, then leave it to you, and I'll go.

"How much do you hate me, or how much do you hate people who are close to you?" Xi Yao looked at the bloody clothes left by Fan Chen on the table, and then looked at the couch with five quilts stacked, recalling the picture of Fan Chen hugging her hard, and the person he hugged was not her, but the one in the dream.

Xi Yao shook her head, telling herself to stop thinking nonsense, she stepped out of the Ancient and Modern Pavilion, since he didn't want people to get close to him, then, she shouldn't come here again.

"Little guy, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a day," Ya Chi suddenly appeared in front of Xi Yao, and when he saw Xi Yao's frightened appearance, he asked curiously, "Why are you so alarmed?"

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

"Say, no? Your face is more honest than your mouth. ”

Xi Yao covered her cheeks and shook her head vigorously, this scene is a bit familiar, as if in the picture just now, she was on the couch of the Ancient and Modern Pavilion, and she was also in a blazing and uneasy mood.

"Little guy, did you do something sorry for me?" asked Ablaze, holding Xi Yao aside.

Xi Yao didn't feel that she was sorry for Ya Chi, but Ya Chi's tone and expression at the moment couldn't allow Xi Yao to say no, as if she really belonged to him, and anything she did should be allowed by him.

"If you really do something sorry for me, I won't marry you, little one," Ah Chi said in Xi Yao's ear, and then added, "I'll kill you." ”

Xi Yao is not afraid of death, but Ya Chi's tone is so resolute that people dare not slack off.

"Little guy, if I have someone else in my heart, I'll be angry too!" Ya Chi said with a smile, picking up Xi Yao's chin and continuing, "I'm not Ya Yanyan. ”

Yayanyan knew that there was another person living in Fan Chen's heart, but she still chose to fight the fire with a moth and marry a man who didn't love her. Achi is not stupid, he wants a complete person, a complete person. He will marry her only after Ya Chi is sure that Xi Yao has no dust in his heart, in other words, he will kill her.

Seeing that Xi Yao was silent, Ya Chi sighed lightly and said, "I heard the maid say, you have been to the Ancient and Modern Pavilion......

Ya Chi didn't say anything, but lengthened the end note, and Xi Yao's face instantly turned pale with fright, and she was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Ah Chi lowered his head and kissed Xi Yao on the cheek, "Is there anything there that attracts you?

"No ......"

"Yes, or, no?" Ya Chi saw Xi Yao's flickering eyes, and was immediately lost. It's just a tentative question, but it asks an answer that you don't want to know, which is really shocking.

Yazhi's eyes have undergone a qualitative change, the pupils have gradually dilated, and a pair of purple-gold eyes, like two brilliant gems, revealing such a pair of eyes of a vampire is not a good thing. Ya Chi buried his head, and two sharp fangs pierced into Xi Yao's neck.

"Sub-blazing...... Don't do that...... It hurts ......."

"It hurts, and you remember, doesn't it?"